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and the reeds of clay
A swollen angel oaks bouquet
In the red wing blackbirds eyes of grey
A saltwater tear resides

But the sand and the earthen parapet
Silts

those days when we were young
In our dreamy winters home
Open fires and bright red carpets
Crocked stairs and old oak doors
Icy windows and scattered

crosses
On oak beams with battle-red swords


Verse 2

cnd I thought that you knew me
Though I'd only just met you
In the sun you lost sight of your hell

a pathway with no knowing
Of where do I go, and what's past my own road
No, I don't even know
And I saw a cardinal in the oak tree
Red as blood and he

The kiss of wind upon your lips
The sweetest touch I manage yet
We're going down just like a ship
The blinking red light statuette
Old oak tree sings

Before Midnight

Scotty McCreery

See You Tonight [Deluxe Edition]

2013

In a nothing to do town, nothing is going down 
after them stars show up
It's all dinners and TVs, and red lights blinking
And everybody's

he'd bellow
Long time ago
He whet his horn on a white oak sapling
Hoosen Johnny, Hoosen Johnny
Whet his horn on a white oak sapling
Long time ago

He'd

Sundays we had, Rivoli ballroom and bottle of red.
I remember Honor Oak in Huttush, but now it's time for a different dish and so I ask:

Oh Would you,

can stand

I been meek
And hard like an oak
I seen pretty people disappear like smoke
Friends will arrive, friends will disappear
If you want me

Bury Me in Willow

Asia

XXX

in willow, not in oak.

Give me no standard, no eulogy,
No red, white and blue, no sceptre and no cloak,
Just bury me in willow, not in oak

yourself up to get killed
Fantasize a troubled life but that ain't really how you live (That ain't how you live no)

You from Red Oak nigga
But you live in

ball, we score, we shoot
But just know I come from red Oak and ridding oak ain't what we do

I'm a ticking time bomb but you niggas done lit the fuse

to play through all the day cause 
I'ma stay planted like a red oak tree on Arbor Day
And arbitrary authority's in the man who's recording this
So there is

The orange red leaves from the old oak trees
I've watched them fall down to me feet
But I've never seen the way you look tonight
Shinin in the sunset like

feel the same
I'm covered in oak ivy
Red all over my skin
But you say I'll get better

Splattering red paint
But somehow turns into purple stains

At the turn of the century
Shipped out to the East Coast
Brought up by the sea

He spent his life in red brick kilns
Amongst the burning oak
Or standing

Throwing up my hood to the day that I die
Still screaming OAK CLIFF, man don't ask me why

Shag on my head, flag always red Tippin' on thin ice, cause these

that river red
We fed you to that oak tree
Then we tallied up the dead
Send him home
To see 'ol Jesus
Boys you didn't win today
Send him home
To see 'ol

tried
Headed my way, step aside

I got red inside my skin
Heart of oak it's deep within
There's no stoppin' I'm all in
Never die, I just begin

And I will

took my girl Loui red dress shopping
Told her to cop one that she'd wear often
Cherry-oak, red silk, it seems the softest
My girl could get the most

Duquesne Whistle

Bob Dylan

Playlist: The Very Best of Bob Dylan

2014

it's on a final run

Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing
Blowing like she never blowed before
Little light blinking, red light glowing
Blowing like

try on the boot

Red seed to evergreen, oak tree sequoia
Black back peace chief, battle axe warrior
Dagger in the mouth like a pirate ship

Buckets Of Rain

Bob Dylan

The Complete Album Collection, Vol. 1

2013

can stand

I've been meek
And hard like an oak
I've seen pretty people disappear like smoke
Friends will arrive, friends will disappear
If you

I'm fresh off the boat life
Helping hand stockton to Malone life
That Ghetto folk life
Blood soaked life
Get touched turn red poison oak life Running